Reaching for the Stars - Prologue: Dark Room
#1 of Reaching for the Stars
Hi guys! Hope you're all well. It's my first ever furry story and I hope I'm doing well. I've had this idea one day and since then it won't leave me alone, so I decided to just write it instead.
This story is going to be one hell of a ride and is a slow burn. It's also mature-themed and NSFW. The story as a whole is rated mature for strong language, homosexual and slightly homophobic theme, past verbal and psychological abuse, violence and blood, PTSD, and multipersonality. Appropriate warning/s will also be placed at the start of every chapter. There isn't going to be any explicit sexual activity here, but there are definitely NSFW scenes.
Tom is a regular grey wolf in a regular college doing regular life, while Max is a regular German Shepherd doing regular jock stuff. But, is there more to life than appears? There is. Tom stands through his quest for his sanity while Max is a clueless shepherd as everything turns awry for him.
Now, let the story begin!
The streets were bright, lively. People were walking by here and there, enjoying the warm summer night. It was a nice night; the moon was bright and the sky was clear.
A lone grey wolf walked through the night. He walked close to the walls with his tail close to his feet, away from the fountain in the middle of the city square. The square was bright with light, full of life. Some people were dining in the restaurants, others enjoying the music from street musician, some others simply there to enjoy the night.
Despite the festive night, he felt hollow. It was a bit late in the night, but he didn't feel tired. Far from it, in fact, as the nightmares had recently been more and more frequent. Darker and darker.
He knew he couldn't escape; they would always haunt him no matter where he went, how far he went.
The wolf let out a sigh into the night to calm his erratic heart. He had come into terms that he was forever going to be alone. It wouldn't matter, he'd die alone anyway. No one would want to live with someone so broken, so tainted like him. It was fine.
How would it feel to be normal? He didn't know. He had been nothing but normal. He would trade anything, everything to be normal.
The night was warm, but it gnawed at his heart. He looked up at the sky, Orion was visible up there. Feeling ashamed at the Great Hunter, he looked away and sighed. The Great Hunter had had a worse time than him, yet his virtue put him in the sky. As a blessing or curse, he didn't know.
The wolf looked back down. Loneliness was a friend. He had better get along with it if he were to spend his time with it.
His gaze softened as he glanced at the fountain. It looked serene, bright lamps adorning it. The light was reflecting on the water as people leant on it, some talking, some joking. Some children were running with laughter. A semblance of normalcy, that was what he needed before he returned into the dark room that was his life.
He smiled at the sight, for once, feeling bright in this dark world.